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Atlantis: The Twilight of the gods [BL]

Please check out my other works; Resolving My Ex-Fiance's Obsessions (Bl) The To Do List . . Xaloc's emotions did not fluctuate much, remaining calm even when his grandmother revealed herself to be Nyx, the goddess of the Night and hastily whisked the entire family to Shangri-La, the paradise of the gods. He remained calm even as he sneaked away to Atlantis to find his missing grandfather. But in Atlantis, Xaloc would not only find his missing grandfather, but he would also discover a world so dark and filthy that it would shatter his moral compass, forcing him to seek strength by all means necessary and do everything to come out on top. His path has been predestined, that is till he met Jamal. To Jamal, a transmigrator, the beginning of wisdom was the art of staying away from danger and he intended to follow it to the letter. However as he gets to know Xaloc, a thought came unbidden into his mind. Perhaps he could save the murderous villain. **** Excerpt Rule number two. Play with your hair…. Jamal suddenly stood up and Xaloc smiled as he twirled his hair behind his ears. Jamal moved over and gently touched his apprentice's hair. He brushed down the unruly soft hair before tying it into a low ponytail with a hair band... At least now, Xaloc's long hair would stop disturbing his reading, as a person with long hair, he understood the pain of controlling it. The smile on Xaloc's face instantly disappeared. The second rule did not work, it was a scam. It seems like seducing Jamal might not be as easy as he thought. Cowardly and always acting gong × Cold and determined shou __ PARTICIPATING IN THE WSA2022 COMPETITION# #Book cover not mine, gotten from Pinterest to be taken down at the artist's request.

Dark_Scholars · LGBT+
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The Choice

He looked at Lux. Lux's face was chalk white and he heaved as if he was short of breath. Lux stumbled a few steps forward, still clutching Xaloc's hands as he gasped out, "Uriel."

But a light barrier made out of runes surrounded the altar preventing him from going forward, "Careful, his soul is under a ritualistic sleep, don't not disrupt the enchantment around the Altar." Ozias said as he had conjured a seat from nowhere, he faced Xaloc and his turn became a tad softer.

"He is dead. No one can bring him back, not even you, Xaloc!" He said firmly.

"Shut up!" Lux whispered, his voice trembling, Ozias watched him quietly and he stood up slowly from his seat and walked towards him.

"What is the ritualistic sleep for?" Xaloc asked Ozias, his divine sense had explored the entirety of Uriel's body but he could not even find a drop of Aether, no life within him. "How did you find him?"